people have come and people have gone;
and yet the same few remain.
And, sad as one may be; so may the sun rise again.
For, God never meant for us to be alone in this world;
But undoubtedly, a modern christian feels alone in this world.
For what he strives for, only few will see.
What he dreams of, only few will know of.
People have gone,
But we remain happy.
For the ones that remain,
remain in love,
and we are blessed.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Something amusing!
Do you know that a 35L garbage bag here costs 2 CHF each? That means, it's SGD 2.66, which is almost equivalent to a plate of chicken rice back home. Gosh. And for a 17L garbage bag, it's 1CHF each.
Crazy.
It's so expensive!! I was just wondering why was it so expensive when they wanted us to be environmentally friendly? If it was much cheaper, then people wouldn't throw their rubbish indiscriminately since it's affordable to get garbage bags! Then dear said that by doing so, then we would really learn to separate our garbage since the fines are so heavy here.
But then again, they have recycling bins for paper, cartons, and glasses. But how about plastics? Almost all the meat we buy here come in plastic boxes. Throwing them inside the garbage bag would take up so much space! It's still something I need to work out with, I need to optimize my garbage bag!! Funnily, i like singapore's garbage bags...so cheap, so big, and it's everywhere. You know, we could only find the right garbage bag that we had to use in 1 supermarket. Elsewhere, we had to buy additional stickers. So troublesome right!
And another thing, people here don't understand the word 'rubbish' or 'garbage'. We have to say 'waste' before they understand what we meant. Haha.
Crazy.
It's so expensive!! I was just wondering why was it so expensive when they wanted us to be environmentally friendly? If it was much cheaper, then people wouldn't throw their rubbish indiscriminately since it's affordable to get garbage bags! Then dear said that by doing so, then we would really learn to separate our garbage since the fines are so heavy here.
But then again, they have recycling bins for paper, cartons, and glasses. But how about plastics? Almost all the meat we buy here come in plastic boxes. Throwing them inside the garbage bag would take up so much space! It's still something I need to work out with, I need to optimize my garbage bag!! Funnily, i like singapore's garbage bags...so cheap, so big, and it's everywhere. You know, we could only find the right garbage bag that we had to use in 1 supermarket. Elsewhere, we had to buy additional stickers. So troublesome right!
And another thing, people here don't understand the word 'rubbish' or 'garbage'. We have to say 'waste' before they understand what we meant. Haha.
Room Cleaning...
... is something that i don't like to do, but have to do.
It's quite a chore, really. That's why it's called household chores haha. (so lame). But seriously, ever since i came here, I really start to realise how precious my maid Mable is. It is here that i finally learn how to appreciate all the work that she does for my family and my home. I don't clean my room everyweek, I try to vacuum it every once in 2 weeks. And even so, it's so tiring. I have to admit I have been pretty pampered, or rather, very. Back home, I don't have to care about how dirty my room is; I can simply just sweep eraser rubbings onto the floor...but here, i would think twice and sweeped it to my palm instead and throw it in a bin. Back home, i can just use as many plates as i want, and my dear mable would wash it for me and everything will be spick and span. Here, I would think twice and use as little plates as possible so i can save some time from washing. Simple things like these.
I had to come all the way here to learn how to use the washing machine, hand-wash my clothes, clean the toiletbowl, wash lots of dishes quickly, mop and vacuum the floor. I have seriously been too pampered. Thank goodness i realise it here hehe.
I'm not complaining, but instead, i'm happy that i'm learning. This way, when i go back home, I won't take my maid and mom for granted anymore, and i guess, it'll be good for me in the future. Honestly, whenever i mentioned to anyone that i wouldn't mind being a housewife, I always think about cooking for my other half and taking care of our kids. Cleaning toilets wouldn't come into my mind instantaneously...and now i'm starting to imagine cleaning the entire house everyday. Oh my goodness. Cleaning my own room is already such a chore, i can't imagine an entire house! Haha.
It's quite a chore, really. That's why it's called household chores haha. (so lame). But seriously, ever since i came here, I really start to realise how precious my maid Mable is. It is here that i finally learn how to appreciate all the work that she does for my family and my home. I don't clean my room everyweek, I try to vacuum it every once in 2 weeks. And even so, it's so tiring. I have to admit I have been pretty pampered, or rather, very. Back home, I don't have to care about how dirty my room is; I can simply just sweep eraser rubbings onto the floor...but here, i would think twice and sweeped it to my palm instead and throw it in a bin. Back home, i can just use as many plates as i want, and my dear mable would wash it for me and everything will be spick and span. Here, I would think twice and use as little plates as possible so i can save some time from washing. Simple things like these.
I had to come all the way here to learn how to use the washing machine, hand-wash my clothes, clean the toiletbowl, wash lots of dishes quickly, mop and vacuum the floor. I have seriously been too pampered. Thank goodness i realise it here hehe.
I'm not complaining, but instead, i'm happy that i'm learning. This way, when i go back home, I won't take my maid and mom for granted anymore, and i guess, it'll be good for me in the future. Honestly, whenever i mentioned to anyone that i wouldn't mind being a housewife, I always think about cooking for my other half and taking care of our kids. Cleaning toilets wouldn't come into my mind instantaneously...and now i'm starting to imagine cleaning the entire house everyday. Oh my goodness. Cleaning my own room is already such a chore, i can't imagine an entire house! Haha.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Congrats Familee!
The Lee family is getting a new member! Congrats to Gen, she's really good hahaha...it's gonna be their 3rd child. It's been a while since i lat talked to them, partly cos i left their cell group, and hence didn't really have much chances to talk to them. But nevertheless, i really thank God for allowing me to go through follow-up with Gen, and having Ben as my first cell group leader. I really like to have them in cell, but a pity that i couldn't get along well with the other cell members, prob cos of age difference. Well, but i've been keeping up with their blog almost daily cos it's so nice to read about their growing process as a family (reminds me of Jon & Kate plus 8 in discovery channel), thus I was really happy for them to know that there'll be a new addition to their family! They're truly blessed. I really think Ben & Gen are really really good parents! :)
On a side note, i've been attending cell regularly @ Lars Nilson's house, and it's been really enjoyable. There're no guitarists, so we sing accapella for worship. It's different compared to back home, and i think i prefer doing worship just with voices alone.
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On a side note, i've been attending cell regularly @ Lars Nilson's house, and it's been really enjoyable. There're no guitarists, so we sing accapella for worship. It's different compared to back home, and i think i prefer doing worship just with voices alone.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Blessed with a cute and sweet roomy
I guess I haven't really talked much about my roomy other than the time when i whined and got upset about her drinking. It's been 7 weeks now, and i must say, that i really thank God for her. Even though she's always pretty high, get frequent mood swings, and can get herself drunk quite easily, she's really adorable! One thing that i really admire and like about her is that she doesn't hide her emotions. She's doesn't put on a facade, and portrays who she really is all the time.
My roomy is a very happy-go-lucky girl who is always so optimistic and doesn't worry unnecessarily. Through these 7 weeks, she has unconsciously taught me to see things from a different perspective, to count my blessings and not focusing or worrying over little things. She gets happy so easily, and she makes me laugh so much. The fact that she's 2 years younger than me makes me feel like an elder sister to her. I've joked with her that i would want to adopt her as my younger sister haha! She's learning to be more sensible and practising more self-control over alcohols these days. There was a time when she started drinking in the room cos she was feeling very upset and vexed over something which i won't disclose, and it pains me to see her doing that. And i have to say that i'm really impressed with her teachable spirit. Ever since that only once incident that she got really drunk, she promised me that she won't drink to that extent again...and true enough, she didn't. She still drinks now and then, but she knows her limit and i'm really proud of her for that.
I finally have come to understand why God wanted me to have her as my room-mate. Many times i get to share about my relationship with matthias, and she'll ask questions about certain things..and from there, i can share a bit more about our faith. Perhaps one day i could share with her more about God. Haha, and on her facebook, she wrote "I love my roommate". So sweet and adorable she is, always making people around her happy.
That's my roomy :)
My roomy is a very happy-go-lucky girl who is always so optimistic and doesn't worry unnecessarily. Through these 7 weeks, she has unconsciously taught me to see things from a different perspective, to count my blessings and not focusing or worrying over little things. She gets happy so easily, and she makes me laugh so much. The fact that she's 2 years younger than me makes me feel like an elder sister to her. I've joked with her that i would want to adopt her as my younger sister haha! She's learning to be more sensible and practising more self-control over alcohols these days. There was a time when she started drinking in the room cos she was feeling very upset and vexed over something which i won't disclose, and it pains me to see her doing that. And i have to say that i'm really impressed with her teachable spirit. Ever since that only once incident that she got really drunk, she promised me that she won't drink to that extent again...and true enough, she didn't. She still drinks now and then, but she knows her limit and i'm really proud of her for that.
I finally have come to understand why God wanted me to have her as my room-mate. Many times i get to share about my relationship with matthias, and she'll ask questions about certain things..and from there, i can share a bit more about our faith. Perhaps one day i could share with her more about God. Haha, and on her facebook, she wrote "I love my roommate". So sweet and adorable she is, always making people around her happy.
That's my roomy :)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Of plastics, environment and fines
Are tourists really the main cause of litter and environmental pollution in Switzerland? Indeed, Switzerland is a pretty clean country, but i really feel the rules and regulations here are too exaggerating and too rigid.
So far we have 3 fellow singaporean friends in our hostel getting fined. 1 got fined for throwing rubbish in a plastic bag in a public area (and not using the proper garbage bag), another 2 got fined for using a zurich garbage bag but not the right one for the region Dietikon and the latter one was fined CHF100 each. It's ridiculous. Firstly, we don't know which is the right garbage bag, and we weren't really taught what's right or wrong. It's not indiscriminate littering, and they don't give us any warning whatsoever. It's a lot of money, really.
But i guess this is what it takes to be environmentally friendly, and to aid/facilitate their recycling processes.
So far we have 3 fellow singaporean friends in our hostel getting fined. 1 got fined for throwing rubbish in a plastic bag in a public area (and not using the proper garbage bag), another 2 got fined for using a zurich garbage bag but not the right one for the region Dietikon and the latter one was fined CHF100 each. It's ridiculous. Firstly, we don't know which is the right garbage bag, and we weren't really taught what's right or wrong. It's not indiscriminate littering, and they don't give us any warning whatsoever. It's a lot of money, really.
But i guess this is what it takes to be environmentally friendly, and to aid/facilitate their recycling processes.
Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight.
Someone's thinking of me, and loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there, someone's saying a prayer
Then we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there.
"An American Tail"
How apt.
If dreams came through; how wonderful it would be.
While the Alps are nice, it is still not wonderland.
Someone's thinking of me, and loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there, someone's saying a prayer
Then we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there.
"An American Tail"
How apt.
If dreams came through; how wonderful it would be.
While the Alps are nice, it is still not wonderland.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Cruise to Rapperswill from Zurichsee
@ Auntie Pooh Lii and Uncle Chung Chi's Place
There house is our dream house haha.
And the dinner they kindly cooked for us was fabulous!
Stroll down Zurichsee with Rahel
Walking down the longest wooden bridge in Switzerland @ Rapperswill
On the cruise towards Rapperswill ( 2 hours ride)
The magnificent view we witnessed from the cruise
Lugano
Dear and i went to lugano about 2/3 weeks back, and it was a very lovely town. Sorry that the pictures are uploaded in reverse order haha.
Lake Lugano in the evening
Sunset
Bike-race we witnessed that day
Lake Lugano from the hill which we climbed
Old Town
One of Lugano's park, where we had our lunch
Lake Lugano in the morning
Us!
View from our lunch place
Another beautiful garden
Sunset
Bike-race we witnessed that day
Lake Lugano from the hill which we climbed
Old Town
One of Lugano's park, where we had our lunch
Lake Lugano in the morning
Us!
View from our lunch place
Another beautiful garden
Trip to Germany (08/03/09) - Hiedelberg, Titisee
Finally, pictures! :)
The hostel we stayed in (20 euros per night)
Igloo at Titisee
Germanz's black forest
Hiedelberg (Redhaus castle)
Titisee's iconic glacier lake
The hostel we stayed in (20 euros per night)
Igloo at Titisee
Germanz's black forestHiedelberg (Redhaus castle)
Titisee's iconic glacier lake Thursday, March 19, 2009
Here I am on the other side of the radio
Wondering why I'm here and why anybody cares what I say
No, I'm not a better man 'cause I'm singing my songs on the radio'
Cause we're all the same at the end of the day
Now I imagine you on the other side of the radio
Doing your homework or driving with your windows down on the freeway
I see you tapping the wheel, I see you bobbing your head to the radio
Oh, and it makes my day to see that smile on your face
And in some small way, I remember my place
'Cause it's you and me singing the same song right now
And maybe this'll bring us together somehow
And maybe there's a million people all singing along
Somebody started thinking about the third line
And maybe someone's saying a prayer for the first time
And that's enough reason to keep me singing my songs
Singing my songs on the other side of the radio
Crank up the volume and sing at the top your lungs with the radio
Tuning in to some good news, and laughing along with the D. J.
We're changing somebody's world from the other side of the radio
Oh, and it makes my day to see that smile on your face
And in some small way, I remember my place
'Cause it's you and me singing the same song right now
And maybe that'll bring us together somehow
And maybe there's a million people all singing along
Somebody started thinking about the third line
And maybe someone's saying a prayer for the first time
And that's enough reason to keep me singing my songs
Singing my songs on the other side of the radio
'Cause it's you and me singing the same song right now
And maybe that'll bring us together somehow
And maybe there's a million people all singing along
Somebody started thinking about the third line
And maybe someone's saying a prayer for the first time
And that's enough reason to keep me singing my songs
Keep me singing my songs on the other side of the radio
On the other side of the radio, on the other side of the radio
On the other side of the radio
Wondering why I'm here and why anybody cares what I say
No, I'm not a better man 'cause I'm singing my songs on the radio'
Cause we're all the same at the end of the day
Now I imagine you on the other side of the radio
Doing your homework or driving with your windows down on the freeway
I see you tapping the wheel, I see you bobbing your head to the radio
Oh, and it makes my day to see that smile on your face
And in some small way, I remember my place
'Cause it's you and me singing the same song right now
And maybe this'll bring us together somehow
And maybe there's a million people all singing along
Somebody started thinking about the third line
And maybe someone's saying a prayer for the first time
And that's enough reason to keep me singing my songs
Singing my songs on the other side of the radio
Crank up the volume and sing at the top your lungs with the radio
Tuning in to some good news, and laughing along with the D. J.
We're changing somebody's world from the other side of the radio
Oh, and it makes my day to see that smile on your face
And in some small way, I remember my place
'Cause it's you and me singing the same song right now
And maybe that'll bring us together somehow
And maybe there's a million people all singing along
Somebody started thinking about the third line
And maybe someone's saying a prayer for the first time
And that's enough reason to keep me singing my songs
Singing my songs on the other side of the radio
'Cause it's you and me singing the same song right now
And maybe that'll bring us together somehow
And maybe there's a million people all singing along
Somebody started thinking about the third line
And maybe someone's saying a prayer for the first time
And that's enough reason to keep me singing my songs
Keep me singing my songs on the other side of the radio
On the other side of the radio, on the other side of the radio
On the other side of the radio
Life really has its full plethora of experiences.
But the wonderful thing is, God places the right people at the right time in the right place for us.
Coming to Zurich has been easy, but staying here has been hard.
Everyday now, i wished that things were different,
That i could do things differently; or just that some little part of the situation was different.
I admit it, I am emotional now.
But it makes a difference in my life, it helps me to reflect and rediscover myself whilst i'm here.
Everyday has not been a regret, but it has been a thought on the back of my mind.
I still remember the times in primary school where studying was such a breeze
Where the teachers liked me so much, and i was as proud as can be.
Then in primary 4, everything became harder.
New environments, new people... things were never the same.
I met one of my best friends ever, David, i guess.. But a struggle it was; nonetheless.
In secondary school, for the first 2 years of my high school experience; things were definitely rocky.
I, for one, learnt to be quiet.
I was surrounded by people who were better than me in so many ways.
I could learn, and had nothing to give.
In the later secondary school years, i met other people; broadened by perspectives.
And more importantly, i finall learnt enough to face my world; to open my wings a little bit.
In Sec 4, it came all crashing back down to earth.
I learnt humility, i learnt being helpless...
I learnt what it was to treasure the little most simplistic things i had.
In JC, it seemed like fun began.
But in the midst of tribulation, i found God and Jesus, and even the Holy Spirit.
I grew many times; in terms of spiritual maturity.
And even satisfaction with who i was, and who i could be.
In Army, it all came together, and i realized what God had equipped me for.
That i was already a difference; in more ways than one, and thats what God wanted me to be.
In NUS... i had to fight for myself, i had to face the harsh realities of the meritocratic world out there. But i relished the fight, and i never gave in.
But now in Zurich, it feels a bit different here.
It feels like time stands still, and nothing ever shows up.
It feels as though, the people are colder than the winters.
It feels like at times, we're all alone; just because we're together.
It feels now, that i made the wrong choices, and i went where God did not want me to go.
And now it feels like i'm suffering the consequences of it.
Do i feel betrayed, yes definitely.
Do i feel lost, yes, that too.
Do i feel misunderstood; completely.
Do i feel wrong, that too.
Do i feel like something was missing from the start....?
Each step i think of what i have done, and i admit i did it wrongly.
I chose the wrong thing, and i'm guilty of my own folly.
Even now, the spiral goes out of control and there's nothing i can really do about it.
But the wonderful thing is, God made it this way.
That i should learn, that all through my life, it has always been the same thing.
I was never one to rub shoulders with the best, or even the most recognized people.
My calling lay, fighting with those who never seemed to win, and never seemed to be loved.
This is my discovery thus far.
That i was born, and borne to do something different.
I was born a revolutionary, not for the people; but for the real people.
I am a real person, but a pity many around me are not.
I am true inside out, true to my beliefs and true to my love.
I am not judgemental, but yet i see.
God made me this way, and he has placed people that love me all around me;
even in the midst of these feelings that i'm unloved and unappreciated.
That he encourages me with the most unexpected of words;
when the most unexpected of setbacks befall me.
God brought my friends when i truly needed them,
he brought me my love when i was ready.
Now, he brought me little blessings that even i could bless,
when i needed it; and when it also needed me.
God brought me the people i cherish so much in my heart.
For I appreciate Him, and I appreciate them.
To Uncle Chung Chi, Auntie Pooh Lii for helping me settle in and for their kind hospitality, to Uncle Frips and Auntie May for keeping me on my toes, for even Tamisa for helping me see true happinness and sadness when it was due, for my dear, definitely for always being there. For bella, for Madis, for Agnes, Laura for being my friends in class. For Lars, Deborah, Susan, Torsten, Mark, Anna, Alessia and Todd and Philip for the amazing advice, not just through what was said, but what was shown. And also Chen Lu for fair forgiveness and graciousness. Finally, to God's Church, IPC; for it is truly a people of power.
These people set themselves apart; they gave more than they were given.
They loved more than they received.
They helped me when i needed it.
I realized that, that in them; God placed something special.
And its something that i must re-learn, because in a way; i lost it somehow.
"To love more than to be loved"
Is the most unseen thing which has the greatest impression on me.
And the greatest pity i've experienced in my time here.
Just because...
It is a lost culture in so many of us.
A missing value in our upbringing.
And so few of us find it.
But the wonderful thing is, God places the right people at the right time in the right place for us.
Coming to Zurich has been easy, but staying here has been hard.
Everyday now, i wished that things were different,
That i could do things differently; or just that some little part of the situation was different.
I admit it, I am emotional now.
But it makes a difference in my life, it helps me to reflect and rediscover myself whilst i'm here.
Everyday has not been a regret, but it has been a thought on the back of my mind.
I still remember the times in primary school where studying was such a breeze
Where the teachers liked me so much, and i was as proud as can be.
Then in primary 4, everything became harder.
New environments, new people... things were never the same.
I met one of my best friends ever, David, i guess.. But a struggle it was; nonetheless.
In secondary school, for the first 2 years of my high school experience; things were definitely rocky.
I, for one, learnt to be quiet.
I was surrounded by people who were better than me in so many ways.
I could learn, and had nothing to give.
In the later secondary school years, i met other people; broadened by perspectives.
And more importantly, i finall learnt enough to face my world; to open my wings a little bit.
In Sec 4, it came all crashing back down to earth.
I learnt humility, i learnt being helpless...
I learnt what it was to treasure the little most simplistic things i had.
In JC, it seemed like fun began.
But in the midst of tribulation, i found God and Jesus, and even the Holy Spirit.
I grew many times; in terms of spiritual maturity.
And even satisfaction with who i was, and who i could be.
In Army, it all came together, and i realized what God had equipped me for.
That i was already a difference; in more ways than one, and thats what God wanted me to be.
In NUS... i had to fight for myself, i had to face the harsh realities of the meritocratic world out there. But i relished the fight, and i never gave in.
But now in Zurich, it feels a bit different here.
It feels like time stands still, and nothing ever shows up.
It feels as though, the people are colder than the winters.
It feels like at times, we're all alone; just because we're together.
It feels now, that i made the wrong choices, and i went where God did not want me to go.
And now it feels like i'm suffering the consequences of it.
Do i feel betrayed, yes definitely.
Do i feel lost, yes, that too.
Do i feel misunderstood; completely.
Do i feel wrong, that too.
Do i feel like something was missing from the start....?
Each step i think of what i have done, and i admit i did it wrongly.
I chose the wrong thing, and i'm guilty of my own folly.
Even now, the spiral goes out of control and there's nothing i can really do about it.
But the wonderful thing is, God made it this way.
That i should learn, that all through my life, it has always been the same thing.
I was never one to rub shoulders with the best, or even the most recognized people.
My calling lay, fighting with those who never seemed to win, and never seemed to be loved.
This is my discovery thus far.
That i was born, and borne to do something different.
I was born a revolutionary, not for the people; but for the real people.
I am a real person, but a pity many around me are not.
I am true inside out, true to my beliefs and true to my love.
I am not judgemental, but yet i see.
God made me this way, and he has placed people that love me all around me;
even in the midst of these feelings that i'm unloved and unappreciated.
That he encourages me with the most unexpected of words;
when the most unexpected of setbacks befall me.
God brought my friends when i truly needed them,
he brought me my love when i was ready.
Now, he brought me little blessings that even i could bless,
when i needed it; and when it also needed me.
God brought me the people i cherish so much in my heart.
For I appreciate Him, and I appreciate them.
To Uncle Chung Chi, Auntie Pooh Lii for helping me settle in and for their kind hospitality, to Uncle Frips and Auntie May for keeping me on my toes, for even Tamisa for helping me see true happinness and sadness when it was due, for my dear, definitely for always being there. For bella, for Madis, for Agnes, Laura for being my friends in class. For Lars, Deborah, Susan, Torsten, Mark, Anna, Alessia and Todd and Philip for the amazing advice, not just through what was said, but what was shown. And also Chen Lu for fair forgiveness and graciousness. Finally, to God's Church, IPC; for it is truly a people of power.
These people set themselves apart; they gave more than they were given.
They loved more than they received.
They helped me when i needed it.
I realized that, that in them; God placed something special.
And its something that i must re-learn, because in a way; i lost it somehow.
"To love more than to be loved"
Is the most unseen thing which has the greatest impression on me.
And the greatest pity i've experienced in my time here.
Just because...
It is a lost culture in so many of us.
A missing value in our upbringing.
And so few of us find it.
Weekend trip to Germany (Hiedelberg & Titisee)
It was a last minute decision to go with yeanching and ruili to Germany last weekend, but we had no regrets! Albeit a tiring trip, it was a really great one. The weather was good, and the scenery was really nice too. In 2 days, we took a total of 13 trains....We visited the oldest-ruined castle at Hiedelberg which was really nice, walked on the bridge, walked down the longest pedestrain street for 4 times, and stayed in a hostel for our very 1st time.
It's the 1st time we crossed the border of switzerland, and it's interesting to see how the cultures differ between switzerland and germany. Funnily, dear mentioned that switzerland has everything germany has, but germany doesn't. Germany is more laid-back in general, and the people are slightly less cultured, but very much more friendlier. Germany is huge though, and it seemed flatter than switzerland, probably coz i only visited 2 places. Anyhow, the hostel we stayed in wasn't too bad. We paid 20 euros per person for a night, and 4 of us stayed in a room with no attached toilet. Just outside our room, there are 6 more bunks which we had to cross everytime we wanna leave the room to go to the toilet. We met those 6 people, and they came from all over the place...some from germany, some from russia etc. And it was an eye-opener for me, cos they were drinking tequilla shots, and the girls were dancing quite sexually with the guys. They invited and kept encouraging us to drink with them, but dear and i can't hold liquour and we don't want to get drunk...so we just refused. But yeanching and ruili had 1/2 shots, they said it was good though hehe.
That night, we went out to the streets, and had an ice-cream (huge one) for only 1 euro! cheap and good stuff! We chatted that night in our room, about what we think of each other in terms of personality, and it was interesting.... a time of discovering ourselves haha. On sunday, we left for Titisee to visit Germany's black forest. It was really beautiful. For the 1st time in our lives, we saw the iconic glacier lake...a lake totally frozen, which we kept throwing stones on it to see if it cracks. It's a cute sight seeing ducks and birds standing on the froken ice. We went up the mountain and had a top-down view of the blackforest, and there was a ski areana there too, where there was an igloo. It is so cool seeing people skiing and snowboarding so skillfully...it always seemed so easy when we see them do it.
Travelling is not worry-free. We were on the top of the mountain, and because we wanted to take pictures, we walked down, planning to head for another bus-stop to get back. But, as we continued walking, we realised the bus doesn't go to that bus-stop, and we were getting worried, cos we had to catch a train in 1 hour's time or we'll have to get back to switzerland pretty late. Thankfully, we flagged another bus, where the driver kindly took us to the right bus-stop. haha. On the way back, we had to rush for 2 trains, where we had to run to another platform within 3 minutes. We ran for our lives, and it was so funny, all of us kept laughing as we ran. It was dead tiring, and we panted like never before. Thank God, we caught all the trains and got back safely. Wow, i've seriously never changed trains so many times within such a short time span before.
This saturday, dear and i will be going for the renowed glacier express train in switzerland from Chur to Zermatt. The train ride will last for about 5-6 hours, passing through the swiss alps. Hopefully, the weather will be nice, and we'll enjoy ourselves! :)
It's the 1st time we crossed the border of switzerland, and it's interesting to see how the cultures differ between switzerland and germany. Funnily, dear mentioned that switzerland has everything germany has, but germany doesn't. Germany is more laid-back in general, and the people are slightly less cultured, but very much more friendlier. Germany is huge though, and it seemed flatter than switzerland, probably coz i only visited 2 places. Anyhow, the hostel we stayed in wasn't too bad. We paid 20 euros per person for a night, and 4 of us stayed in a room with no attached toilet. Just outside our room, there are 6 more bunks which we had to cross everytime we wanna leave the room to go to the toilet. We met those 6 people, and they came from all over the place...some from germany, some from russia etc. And it was an eye-opener for me, cos they were drinking tequilla shots, and the girls were dancing quite sexually with the guys. They invited and kept encouraging us to drink with them, but dear and i can't hold liquour and we don't want to get drunk...so we just refused. But yeanching and ruili had 1/2 shots, they said it was good though hehe.
That night, we went out to the streets, and had an ice-cream (huge one) for only 1 euro! cheap and good stuff! We chatted that night in our room, about what we think of each other in terms of personality, and it was interesting.... a time of discovering ourselves haha. On sunday, we left for Titisee to visit Germany's black forest. It was really beautiful. For the 1st time in our lives, we saw the iconic glacier lake...a lake totally frozen, which we kept throwing stones on it to see if it cracks. It's a cute sight seeing ducks and birds standing on the froken ice. We went up the mountain and had a top-down view of the blackforest, and there was a ski areana there too, where there was an igloo. It is so cool seeing people skiing and snowboarding so skillfully...it always seemed so easy when we see them do it.
Travelling is not worry-free. We were on the top of the mountain, and because we wanted to take pictures, we walked down, planning to head for another bus-stop to get back. But, as we continued walking, we realised the bus doesn't go to that bus-stop, and we were getting worried, cos we had to catch a train in 1 hour's time or we'll have to get back to switzerland pretty late. Thankfully, we flagged another bus, where the driver kindly took us to the right bus-stop. haha. On the way back, we had to rush for 2 trains, where we had to run to another platform within 3 minutes. We ran for our lives, and it was so funny, all of us kept laughing as we ran. It was dead tiring, and we panted like never before. Thank God, we caught all the trains and got back safely. Wow, i've seriously never changed trains so many times within such a short time span before.
This saturday, dear and i will be going for the renowed glacier express train in switzerland from Chur to Zermatt. The train ride will last for about 5-6 hours, passing through the swiss alps. Hopefully, the weather will be nice, and we'll enjoy ourselves! :)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Shades of Red; Where are the pillars?
At the end of the rainbow, where the indigo turns to red.
Shades of Grey, Where is the moonlight?
Hidden, shrouded by the clouds which drives out the rain.
Shades of Silver coloured petals, Where are the flowers?
Trampled, Under our feet.
Shades of Black, dotted with white, Where are we?
Far, far away; from the book of life.
At the end of the rainbow, where the indigo turns to red.
Shades of Grey, Where is the moonlight?
Hidden, shrouded by the clouds which drives out the rain.
Shades of Silver coloured petals, Where are the flowers?
Trampled, Under our feet.
Shades of Black, dotted with white, Where are we?
Far, far away; from the book of life.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Summery days and Wintry Nights,
Thats how it is in Zurich.
A leaf drops from the top of the tree, but never reaches the ground.
"Intercepted" they call it, intercepted by God's hand.
That is destiny, knowing that there was another leaf to break your fall.
Knowing that God saved you before you fell.
Crucially, it hurts.
Thats how it is in Zurich.
A leaf drops from the top of the tree, but never reaches the ground.
"Intercepted" they call it, intercepted by God's hand.
That is destiny, knowing that there was another leaf to break your fall.
Knowing that God saved you before you fell.
Crucially, it hurts.
God controls our Destinies. God controls our coming and leaving. God controls it all. The alpha and the omega.
Certainly, it's gonna be a tough night for me; one filled with anxieties, sadness, worries and uncertainties. That's the human side of me. Yet, the spiritual side of me is telling me that I should trust God and know that whatever happens, happens according to His plan.
Emotional night it may be, teary-faced as i lie on the bed...seeking refuge and comfort from God. Thousand and one prayers from people, i'm thankful for them.
I believe in prayers. You'll be fine.
Certainly, it's gonna be a tough night for me; one filled with anxieties, sadness, worries and uncertainties. That's the human side of me. Yet, the spiritual side of me is telling me that I should trust God and know that whatever happens, happens according to His plan.
Emotional night it may be, teary-faced as i lie on the bed...seeking refuge and comfort from God. Thousand and one prayers from people, i'm thankful for them.
I believe in prayers. You'll be fine.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
"Grow Home"
There was once a very little boy who told himself, "I can see the world, all by myself."
When the boy grew up, he told himself, "I will see the world, all by myself."
When the boy turned a man, he told himself, "I have seen the world, all by myself."
And when the man grew old, he told himself, "I am all by myself."
And when the old man died, he told himself, "I can see the world."
Life has all its funny twists and turns.
And sometimes, as i sit by my table just wondering,
I ponder if i have thought too much.
That reflections upon reflections has yielded nothing;
but the meaning of what it means to reflect.
I have thought about the trees, the sky.
Thought about love, friends.
I've reflected upon sin and happiness.
But it has all come to naught...
Tomorrow will keep coming, and will keep bringing new things to think about.
Yesterday was always lost, Today always has its troubles.
But now, all I can think of is home.
Not just home, but home where everything is.
There was once a very little boy who told himself, "I can see the world, all by myself."
When the boy grew up, he told himself, "I will see the world, all by myself."
When the boy turned a man, he told himself, "I have seen the world, all by myself."
And when the man grew old, he told himself, "I am all by myself."
And when the old man died, he told himself, "I can see the world."
Life has all its funny twists and turns.
And sometimes, as i sit by my table just wondering,
I ponder if i have thought too much.
That reflections upon reflections has yielded nothing;
but the meaning of what it means to reflect.
I have thought about the trees, the sky.
Thought about love, friends.
I've reflected upon sin and happiness.
But it has all come to naught...
Tomorrow will keep coming, and will keep bringing new things to think about.
Yesterday was always lost, Today always has its troubles.
But now, all I can think of is home.
Not just home, but home where everything is.
People and Situations fluctuate too much.
Its totally unpredictable; there's no sure way to fully qualify or quantify how things will work out;
as long as people are involved.
Over in Switzerland, you feel a bit lonely; making friends with people.
By nature, it is hard to make friends here, because not only are everyone private.
I think, they think like me when it comes to making friends; what is the point of it all?
Considering, of course, that we are exchange students and are returning to Singapore in 6 months or so.
So friendships and all are on too deep a level; there is quite a bit of rationalization when it comes to this. So woe to me myself, i am a bit deep.
But conversely, we can be the sociable people, the Americans, but perhaps; that all might seem less meaningful.
It sure is difficult to make friends compared to the past.
There is simply too much personal preference here.
Personal preference affects how you treat/react to another person.
For example, one person can be absolutely mean to me just because i'm not good looking enough, but be perfectly nice to another person jsut because she/he thinks that person is really smart and can help her. There are a multitude of reasons why one person is nice to the other.
Truthfully, and there's no way we can get around that.
Honestly, the way things are now.
Not just caused by me, but by society as a whole.
Is that people are more private, no one wants to share their innermost thoughts, or what they sincerely feel inside.
That we treat each other with politeness, and a certain sense of courtesy.
Generally, we are too wary of one another; swiss included.
Singaporeans are too wary because we are too used to "clique" culture. We've ideally been brought up to compete with one another.
Swiss are too wary because they value their private life too much.
Its weird, that i've made so few friends here.
It should be more fun than that.
I fully believe the people here are just too diverse.
And just too private.
Or perhaps, the friendly people are too interspersed.
That it depends not just on the chance meeting, but also the chance that opportunity comes for an exchange of ideas and development of understanding, and finally the chance that newly formed social dynamics do not conflict with previously formed ones.
We all define what we like and treasure now; all too distinctly.
I miss my friends all over the world;
for 1. their honesty with me, 2. their openness with me, 3. the good values and fair ways they treat everyone, 4. the group spirit they have, 5. how they live and fulfill their life's dreams and goals, 6. for the nice people they are, not just to me but to many others.
How complex the world is.
How complex life here in Zurich is.
Seriously, familiarity doesn't breed contempt, rather it brings friends.
Its totally unpredictable; there's no sure way to fully qualify or quantify how things will work out;
as long as people are involved.
Over in Switzerland, you feel a bit lonely; making friends with people.
By nature, it is hard to make friends here, because not only are everyone private.
I think, they think like me when it comes to making friends; what is the point of it all?
Considering, of course, that we are exchange students and are returning to Singapore in 6 months or so.
So friendships and all are on too deep a level; there is quite a bit of rationalization when it comes to this. So woe to me myself, i am a bit deep.
But conversely, we can be the sociable people, the Americans, but perhaps; that all might seem less meaningful.
It sure is difficult to make friends compared to the past.
There is simply too much personal preference here.
Personal preference affects how you treat/react to another person.
For example, one person can be absolutely mean to me just because i'm not good looking enough, but be perfectly nice to another person jsut because she/he thinks that person is really smart and can help her. There are a multitude of reasons why one person is nice to the other.
Truthfully, and there's no way we can get around that.
Honestly, the way things are now.
Not just caused by me, but by society as a whole.
Is that people are more private, no one wants to share their innermost thoughts, or what they sincerely feel inside.
That we treat each other with politeness, and a certain sense of courtesy.
Generally, we are too wary of one another; swiss included.
Singaporeans are too wary because we are too used to "clique" culture. We've ideally been brought up to compete with one another.
Swiss are too wary because they value their private life too much.
Its weird, that i've made so few friends here.
It should be more fun than that.
I fully believe the people here are just too diverse.
And just too private.
Or perhaps, the friendly people are too interspersed.
That it depends not just on the chance meeting, but also the chance that opportunity comes for an exchange of ideas and development of understanding, and finally the chance that newly formed social dynamics do not conflict with previously formed ones.
We all define what we like and treasure now; all too distinctly.
I miss my friends all over the world;
for 1. their honesty with me, 2. their openness with me, 3. the good values and fair ways they treat everyone, 4. the group spirit they have, 5. how they live and fulfill their life's dreams and goals, 6. for the nice people they are, not just to me but to many others.
How complex the world is.
How complex life here in Zurich is.
Seriously, familiarity doesn't breed contempt, rather it brings friends.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
This is a formal log entry; of my dream.... of the dream i'd seek, the dream i'd wish to have, if not in my life, at least in heaven; as described.
I would like to see a deep blue sky, without any clouds; but with striations of a deep red; to signify love, and the romanticism of the sunset which i enjoy. I do not wish to see the sun, nor the moon; but a sky just filled with stars. I want it to be dim always, to always help me remember the refuge we have in each star up high.
I want to see trees, and fairies. I want to see little birds that fly around in pairs, that chirp harmonious melodies, and lay their eggs in little nests in the open shrubs. I'd like to see squirrels that run up and down each tree, searching and seeking for little bundles of joy. That they'll work with the fairies, to partake in their jobs of decorating the world. That they decorate the trees with nuts, the grass with little petals; and the lakes with perfectly placed pebbles and lilies. I'd like to see tulips and roses laid in rows, on pebbled ground, by the river. I don't want to see a mountain, as they bring too much mystique. Rather, i'd like to see rainbows, and hilly beds of flowers. On each hill, i'd like to see a little cottage. I'd like all my friends, each staying in a single cottage; and we rode on horses to visit one another. The wolves are our friends, they keep watch. There will be no sheep in this dream, but rather; i'd like to see angels growing beautiful stalks of wheat, corn and barley. I'd like to see lettuces, rows and rows of lettuce patches; interlined with cabbage patches. No farmer, no scarecrows. Rather, each friend, responsible for each part of our garden. I'd like to see the guys together, sitting down, chatting, reflecting; remembering the creations around us. I'd like to see us mending the fields, playing with our dogs, making sure the grass was always green. And i'd like to see the grass always green. i'd want davina to be my wife, and i'd want her to be happily cooking lovely pies in a central kitchen with my other friends / friend's wives. I'd like them to have endless teas and neverending songs from their lips.
In this dream, nothing is black, but everything should be in techni-colour, or in white, as a symbol of purity. I like to have God's angels up above, looking down; just watching over us. I'd like a waterfall, where the children could play; without any leeches, but crystal clear water and dolphins in these crystal pools.
The cottages we stay in, would never break down; but are forever, lined with snow. A fireplace that is always warm, and warm fur rugs line the rooms.
Most importantly, i'd want the world to be perfect, i'd want me to be perfect, and i want my friends to be perfect; and living in harmony. Here, there is a sense of unity, and everything is done together, and not a person left out. Here, everyone wears a smile on their face; and everyone is happy with their job. Here, everyone are friends and talks to each other in love and supplication. Not an unedifying word is said, nor a single word spurned.
Our houses would be in a square, each one joined to the adjacent one. On the inside, a central garden, on the outside, the vast ocean. and nothing else.
God walks in my world, on foot. And he lives up above the square of houses, not in a palace, but in a single cloud; which shines like gold. In my dream, there are no cars, no concrete buildings; neither are there any need for any other drink but water. For water taste as sweet and clear, and the sweetest nectar from flowers mixed with the freshest dew.
And more importantly, i want us all to be old. To understand the experiences life has brought us, to know God's presence, but more importantly; to have been through our entire youths and adulthood together. And in this state, i want us to live our eternal lives. For even if our bodies were strong, we would be weak; for in weakness, together we can derive strength. And even in our old age, we can see the true love each one of us has for the other. and in this dream; i want my darling to be by my side, always and forevermore.
This is my dream, and my prayer.
Amen.
I would like to see a deep blue sky, without any clouds; but with striations of a deep red; to signify love, and the romanticism of the sunset which i enjoy. I do not wish to see the sun, nor the moon; but a sky just filled with stars. I want it to be dim always, to always help me remember the refuge we have in each star up high.
I want to see trees, and fairies. I want to see little birds that fly around in pairs, that chirp harmonious melodies, and lay their eggs in little nests in the open shrubs. I'd like to see squirrels that run up and down each tree, searching and seeking for little bundles of joy. That they'll work with the fairies, to partake in their jobs of decorating the world. That they decorate the trees with nuts, the grass with little petals; and the lakes with perfectly placed pebbles and lilies. I'd like to see tulips and roses laid in rows, on pebbled ground, by the river. I don't want to see a mountain, as they bring too much mystique. Rather, i'd like to see rainbows, and hilly beds of flowers. On each hill, i'd like to see a little cottage. I'd like all my friends, each staying in a single cottage; and we rode on horses to visit one another. The wolves are our friends, they keep watch. There will be no sheep in this dream, but rather; i'd like to see angels growing beautiful stalks of wheat, corn and barley. I'd like to see lettuces, rows and rows of lettuce patches; interlined with cabbage patches. No farmer, no scarecrows. Rather, each friend, responsible for each part of our garden. I'd like to see the guys together, sitting down, chatting, reflecting; remembering the creations around us. I'd like to see us mending the fields, playing with our dogs, making sure the grass was always green. And i'd like to see the grass always green. i'd want davina to be my wife, and i'd want her to be happily cooking lovely pies in a central kitchen with my other friends / friend's wives. I'd like them to have endless teas and neverending songs from their lips.
In this dream, nothing is black, but everything should be in techni-colour, or in white, as a symbol of purity. I like to have God's angels up above, looking down; just watching over us. I'd like a waterfall, where the children could play; without any leeches, but crystal clear water and dolphins in these crystal pools.
The cottages we stay in, would never break down; but are forever, lined with snow. A fireplace that is always warm, and warm fur rugs line the rooms.
Most importantly, i'd want the world to be perfect, i'd want me to be perfect, and i want my friends to be perfect; and living in harmony. Here, there is a sense of unity, and everything is done together, and not a person left out. Here, everyone wears a smile on their face; and everyone is happy with their job. Here, everyone are friends and talks to each other in love and supplication. Not an unedifying word is said, nor a single word spurned.
Our houses would be in a square, each one joined to the adjacent one. On the inside, a central garden, on the outside, the vast ocean. and nothing else.
God walks in my world, on foot. And he lives up above the square of houses, not in a palace, but in a single cloud; which shines like gold. In my dream, there are no cars, no concrete buildings; neither are there any need for any other drink but water. For water taste as sweet and clear, and the sweetest nectar from flowers mixed with the freshest dew.
And more importantly, i want us all to be old. To understand the experiences life has brought us, to know God's presence, but more importantly; to have been through our entire youths and adulthood together. And in this state, i want us to live our eternal lives. For even if our bodies were strong, we would be weak; for in weakness, together we can derive strength. And even in our old age, we can see the true love each one of us has for the other. and in this dream; i want my darling to be by my side, always and forevermore.
This is my dream, and my prayer.
Amen.
Friday, March 6, 2009
What is the meaning of it all...
Of fun, of games, of laughter.
Than one's opinions differ from another;
or that we ascribe to different things.
What does it matter,
that i see the sun rising from east,
or see the stars that glitter but do not shine.
To have my birthday here,
a birthday i am so used to having forgotton.
That sweetness is but a passing breeze;
and there are more important things than petty quarrels
or emotional needs.
the world has been polluted,
that an exam is more important than a life
that u matters more than me.
when photos are taken in a million;
it seems that moments are not captured anymore.
they just are taken, are printed;
and forgotton.
the night is young,
the day is old.
Christ is coming.......
That we debate about the inadequacies of...
or discuss about the qualities of...
does it matter;
what we talk about, for they are but mindless chatter.
Whether we listen or we speak;
does it matter?
That you feel left out, or feel so happy;
that a moment you matter, is
the day your dream came true.
But all that cares is that you matter;
and no one else.
For the world is lost in itself.
The other person should always say hi.
the other person is always the mean one.
those are the laws of life;
of people.
Dust to dust,
ashes to ashes.
from dust we came, and dust we shall return.
and dust is no more than what we deem does not agree with ourselves.
unity is lost.
so is sympathy.
others are missing,
from our own hearts.
selfishness rules,
but neither does love.
for love has deserted us.
if not me, than you.
what is a passing man in this country,
if he/she sees it as his journey.
But to see the flowers that pass him by.
And see their journey.
all is not lost in this world;
but neither has anything survived.
Our souls are horribly twisted,
our sin deeply rooted in our bones.
Alone has lost its meaning,
in this world lacking reflection.
and it all just remains a memory.
my life remains a memory.
my birthday, a passing thought.
and down the years;
i'll forget all that,
forget who.
forget what happened.
forget myself.
and remember that you existed,
in the bottom of my heart,
that only of which a glimpse remained.
in the patterns of the earth.
If only it was still around.
Those who were lost,
remain forever lost.
And those who found their way,
found that glimpse of their heart;
or the entrance to heaven.
Of fun, of games, of laughter.
Than one's opinions differ from another;
or that we ascribe to different things.
What does it matter,
that i see the sun rising from east,
or see the stars that glitter but do not shine.
To have my birthday here,
a birthday i am so used to having forgotton.
That sweetness is but a passing breeze;
and there are more important things than petty quarrels
or emotional needs.
the world has been polluted,
that an exam is more important than a life
that u matters more than me.
when photos are taken in a million;
it seems that moments are not captured anymore.
they just are taken, are printed;
and forgotton.
the night is young,
the day is old.
Christ is coming.......
That we debate about the inadequacies of...
or discuss about the qualities of...
does it matter;
what we talk about, for they are but mindless chatter.
Whether we listen or we speak;
does it matter?
That you feel left out, or feel so happy;
that a moment you matter, is
the day your dream came true.
But all that cares is that you matter;
and no one else.
For the world is lost in itself.
The other person should always say hi.
the other person is always the mean one.
those are the laws of life;
of people.
Dust to dust,
ashes to ashes.
from dust we came, and dust we shall return.
and dust is no more than what we deem does not agree with ourselves.
unity is lost.
so is sympathy.
others are missing,
from our own hearts.
selfishness rules,
but neither does love.
for love has deserted us.
if not me, than you.
what is a passing man in this country,
if he/she sees it as his journey.
But to see the flowers that pass him by.
And see their journey.
all is not lost in this world;
but neither has anything survived.
Our souls are horribly twisted,
our sin deeply rooted in our bones.
Alone has lost its meaning,
in this world lacking reflection.
and it all just remains a memory.
my life remains a memory.
my birthday, a passing thought.
and down the years;
i'll forget all that,
forget who.
forget what happened.
forget myself.
and remember that you existed,
in the bottom of my heart,
that only of which a glimpse remained.
in the patterns of the earth.
If only it was still around.
Those who were lost,
remain forever lost.
And those who found their way,
found that glimpse of their heart;
or the entrance to heaven.
Time flies. It's the start of our 2nd month already. Somehow, I'm starting to realise the purpose of why God placed us here in Switzerland, and why He planned for us both to be in the same exchange programme. Well, I have to admit that I ain't doing quiet time more regularly than in Singapore (it's still about the same pace), and in terms of bible knowledge, i really don't think i'm growing much because of my lack in discipline and poor priorities. Yet again, the conversations that we share here in my hostel with the other singaporeans and asians, seemed to reveal God's plan to me somehow. As we talk about relationships (a common topic in this age group), and especially when the christians share about how having the same faith is the most important criteria, i think it makes the non-christians wonder as well... I'm hoping that through our period here in exchange, our friends will be able to see Christ's love portrayed and shine through me and matthias's relationship.
It's funny how the chemical engineers here, are interested in taking environmental modules in ETH Zurich. You know, some of us (including me) have so much more interest in wanting to learn about the environment and helping the poor in sanitation, yet we still chose the path towards chemical engineering, where we often complain and regret with our choice. Somehow, i believe that the course you're in shapes and reflects your personality. Environmental Engineers generally tend to be nicer in nature, as they really do care for the environment and have the heart to help people. Some of us are taking this module "Environmental Sanitation in Developing Countries", and we're learning about the techniques and processes we can do to aid and alleviate the situation in these highly dilapidated areas. Most of the people taking up such modules or courses tend to be more kind-hearted (unless it's just plainly for the credits). But as i reflect upon the chem engineering modules and students back home, i must say...it's really competitive and merciless, which i forsee will happen in most chem engineering jobs in future. Money comes into play, producing the best process amongst the other companies, winning is key. And it's sad. Because we're slowly but surely geared towards this area of "being scared to lose", and it's so hard to get out of it when u're in it.
On a side note, it's the 6th once again, and this marks our 27th month together :) Happy monthsary!
It's funny how the chemical engineers here, are interested in taking environmental modules in ETH Zurich. You know, some of us (including me) have so much more interest in wanting to learn about the environment and helping the poor in sanitation, yet we still chose the path towards chemical engineering, where we often complain and regret with our choice. Somehow, i believe that the course you're in shapes and reflects your personality. Environmental Engineers generally tend to be nicer in nature, as they really do care for the environment and have the heart to help people. Some of us are taking this module "Environmental Sanitation in Developing Countries", and we're learning about the techniques and processes we can do to aid and alleviate the situation in these highly dilapidated areas. Most of the people taking up such modules or courses tend to be more kind-hearted (unless it's just plainly for the credits). But as i reflect upon the chem engineering modules and students back home, i must say...it's really competitive and merciless, which i forsee will happen in most chem engineering jobs in future. Money comes into play, producing the best process amongst the other companies, winning is key. And it's sad. Because we're slowly but surely geared towards this area of "being scared to lose", and it's so hard to get out of it when u're in it.
On a side note, it's the 6th once again, and this marks our 27th month together :) Happy monthsary!
Monday, March 2, 2009
We visited Lugano just 2 days back, and it was really nice. The old town, the lake, the sunny weather, the people, the architecture...it's just so different from modern zurich. Even though the fog was a bit disappointing cos the mountains across the lake weren't really visible, i was really glad that we both went ahead with the trip. The train ride there was almost 3 hours long, and as the train pass through the alps, it was just purely magnificent. Can't wait to go for the glacier express train in a few weeks time, hopefully the weather will be really good then.
Spring is here, and somehow, i still do miss playing in the snow. I haven't really got the chance to build a proper huge snowman, cos most of the time, the snow is too powedery. But i've got my fair chance of snow bombs, making snow angels, and sledging. Unfortunately, we have not tried skiing or snowboarding and may not do it considering the fact that dear's kneecap was injured before.
Time really passes so fast. It's alredy been our 1st month here. Somehow, i still do miss home. Nothing beats home really even though the weather is so unbearably humid and hot. School is busy, with work piling up esp projects. I feel like i'm in a mis-fit in school cos i'm taking master modules, when i'm just purely a bachelor student.
Church has been really lovely. It's something that brightens my sunday every morning. Attending IPC (International Protestant Church) gives me an awesome homely feeling. Seeing people from all over the world, coming together to worship God, is amazing. I really enjoy listening to the sermons by Rev Davis, and the coffee fellowship after service where we'ld always be welcomed with nice snacks and pastries. Thank God for the very nice people we've been meeting along the way. I belive each of them have been sent by God, and definitely not by coincidence.
It's funny how we always have to worry and think about our meals the next day...and whether we have enough groceries. We go to the supermarket so often, like never before...comparing prices all the time, and choosing the cheapest and most-worth-it option. When it's dinner, we have to think about our packed lunch the next day, and so forth. Things are expensive here, and i think i'm getting used to it. I guess as time passes, i will convert prices less often haha. Upkeeping of room is no easy task. We vacuumed the room, and a few days later, big blops of dust start appearing. Having a kitchen in my room is messy when it comes to cleaning up. And toilets, that's worse, i've never cleaned one before. Having constantly to think about meals, washing of clothes, cleaning of rooms, and all the homework, is pretty tiring. But then again, it really reminds me of how blessed i am back home, and how noble and sacrificial housewives are. Like my aunt christine and dear always say, "It is good training for you". haha.
But all in all, Switzerland is beautiful. I love the landscape (not so much of the city and urban areas though) and the freshness of the air. And i thank God, from the bottom of my heart, for this wonderful opportunity and learning experience.
Spring is here, and somehow, i still do miss playing in the snow. I haven't really got the chance to build a proper huge snowman, cos most of the time, the snow is too powedery. But i've got my fair chance of snow bombs, making snow angels, and sledging. Unfortunately, we have not tried skiing or snowboarding and may not do it considering the fact that dear's kneecap was injured before.
Time really passes so fast. It's alredy been our 1st month here. Somehow, i still do miss home. Nothing beats home really even though the weather is so unbearably humid and hot. School is busy, with work piling up esp projects. I feel like i'm in a mis-fit in school cos i'm taking master modules, when i'm just purely a bachelor student.
Church has been really lovely. It's something that brightens my sunday every morning. Attending IPC (International Protestant Church) gives me an awesome homely feeling. Seeing people from all over the world, coming together to worship God, is amazing. I really enjoy listening to the sermons by Rev Davis, and the coffee fellowship after service where we'ld always be welcomed with nice snacks and pastries. Thank God for the very nice people we've been meeting along the way. I belive each of them have been sent by God, and definitely not by coincidence.
It's funny how we always have to worry and think about our meals the next day...and whether we have enough groceries. We go to the supermarket so often, like never before...comparing prices all the time, and choosing the cheapest and most-worth-it option. When it's dinner, we have to think about our packed lunch the next day, and so forth. Things are expensive here, and i think i'm getting used to it. I guess as time passes, i will convert prices less often haha. Upkeeping of room is no easy task. We vacuumed the room, and a few days later, big blops of dust start appearing. Having a kitchen in my room is messy when it comes to cleaning up. And toilets, that's worse, i've never cleaned one before. Having constantly to think about meals, washing of clothes, cleaning of rooms, and all the homework, is pretty tiring. But then again, it really reminds me of how blessed i am back home, and how noble and sacrificial housewives are. Like my aunt christine and dear always say, "It is good training for you". haha.
But all in all, Switzerland is beautiful. I love the landscape (not so much of the city and urban areas though) and the freshness of the air. And i thank God, from the bottom of my heart, for this wonderful opportunity and learning experience.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Time stands still for no man;
and everything takes up time, some more than others.
Sometimes, things don't take up time;
but they stall time.
In any case, time is lost.
And time is always precious,
in the perspective of the finity of our universe.
We always have time to play,
or to work.
We also have time to read our bibles,
or to study.
We have time to pray;
and to not pray.
Time stands still for no man;
and everything is lost in time.
We have time to play; but play is forgotton.
We have time to read our bibles,
but knowledge is futile.
We have time to pray,
but we don't always do it.
We have time not to pray,
and we do it more often than not.
Everything is lost in time.
The birds, the skies.
You and Me.
Everything is lost in time.
Our memories, our experiences.
Or to us; even the prayers we say.
Everything is lost in time,
Everything but God, that is.
God who remembers the birds and the skies
The God who remembers you and me,
our experiences; and even the prayers we say;
Or don't say at all.
and everything takes up time, some more than others.
Sometimes, things don't take up time;
but they stall time.
In any case, time is lost.
And time is always precious,
in the perspective of the finity of our universe.
We always have time to play,
or to work.
We also have time to read our bibles,
or to study.
We have time to pray;
and to not pray.
Time stands still for no man;
and everything is lost in time.
We have time to play; but play is forgotton.
We have time to read our bibles,
but knowledge is futile.
We have time to pray,
but we don't always do it.
We have time not to pray,
and we do it more often than not.
Everything is lost in time.
The birds, the skies.
You and Me.
Everything is lost in time.
Our memories, our experiences.
Or to us; even the prayers we say.
Everything is lost in time,
Everything but God, that is.
God who remembers the birds and the skies
The God who remembers you and me,
our experiences; and even the prayers we say;
Or don't say at all.
Its Church Today. IPC has been great.
I think the Americans in the congregation actually bring something to it.
Yesterday at Lugano, we met Damien, this Italian guy from the near parts of Tuscany, who now stays in Lugano; greeted us with a "ni hao".
Amazing, he learns Chinese and he wants to share the gospel with them.
I'm touched.
He had a hard life, in his younger days too, staying away from his parents who moved to Lugano ahead of him.
Aren't we fortunate, blessed if we call it?
But hardships really bring something different to your life.
They help you to appreciate every little single thing around you.
And when you do, maybe you'll see more meaning, more of God's presence and love around you.
For me, when this swiss girl and guy came to say hi to me in my lecture, that was God's love for me. It really made me happy, and finally feel welcome. But these things don't happen without reason. And i'm sure its no coincidence.
Many people don't experience hardships for many different reasons.
Sometimes, they're just brought up well off. (but then again hardships might come in terms of friendship or family trouble; on a deeper level).
some people are brought in happy homes (but hardships might come when they lose their happy homes through inevitable death of the flesh)
Some people are neither wealthy, or grew up in happy homes; but they simply choose to be happy, irregardless of the situation. (but is that then happiness without meaning?)
Some people have God, and experience JOY. That is significant. =)
does it happen all the time though?
I think the Americans in the congregation actually bring something to it.
Yesterday at Lugano, we met Damien, this Italian guy from the near parts of Tuscany, who now stays in Lugano; greeted us with a "ni hao".
Amazing, he learns Chinese and he wants to share the gospel with them.
I'm touched.
He had a hard life, in his younger days too, staying away from his parents who moved to Lugano ahead of him.
Aren't we fortunate, blessed if we call it?
But hardships really bring something different to your life.
They help you to appreciate every little single thing around you.
And when you do, maybe you'll see more meaning, more of God's presence and love around you.
For me, when this swiss girl and guy came to say hi to me in my lecture, that was God's love for me. It really made me happy, and finally feel welcome. But these things don't happen without reason. And i'm sure its no coincidence.
Many people don't experience hardships for many different reasons.
Sometimes, they're just brought up well off. (but then again hardships might come in terms of friendship or family trouble; on a deeper level).
some people are brought in happy homes (but hardships might come when they lose their happy homes through inevitable death of the flesh)
Some people are neither wealthy, or grew up in happy homes; but they simply choose to be happy, irregardless of the situation. (but is that then happiness without meaning?)
Some people have God, and experience JOY. That is significant. =)
does it happen all the time though?
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